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Last week, my dog Molley started having problems with her right eye. It was swollen, puffy, and irritated. My Vet said it looked like it was being irritated by a stray eyelash that was growing inward, poking the eye. He referred me to a specialist that does nothing BUT eyes. I took her to the specialist today. He examined her VERY thoroughly. He found a large tumor in her right eye. It has done enough damage that the eye cannot be saved. She goes for surgery at 8:30 in the morning. They are going to remove her right eye in a same day surgical procedure. Her left eye is fine. Pray for her. Heck, pray for me, this is costing me $1500! ha ha ha Seriously, she is FINE, she has already adjusted to having a limited field of vision (so says the Vet). She only has to recover from the surgery and avoid getting an infection. Otherwise she should be fine. *I* am the one who is all upset over this. *sigh* I loves my doggie...but damn love is tough!

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I am out for a week, everyone, so take care. Have fun n'stuff! lol

check out the new pic in the "mine" section. My dog Molley got her certification in the mail today as a service animal! YAY!

thjis was too cute, I HAD to share it

If any of you have ever been to a military funeral in which taps were played; this brings out a new meaning of it. Here is something Every North American should know........... We in the North America have all heard the haunting song, "Taps". It's the song that gives us that lump in our throats and usually tears in our eyes. But, do you know the story behind the song? If not, I think you will be interested to find out about its humble beginnings. Reportedly, it all began in 1862 during the Civil War, when Union Army Captain Robert Ellicombe was with his men near Harrison's Landing in Virginia. The Confederate Army was on the other side of the narrow strip of land. During the night, Captain Ellicombe heard the moans of a soldier who lay severely wounded on the field. Not knowing if it was a Union or Confederate soldier, the Captain decided to risk his life and bring the stricken man back for medical attention. Crawling on his stomach through the gunfire, the Captain reached the stricken soldier and began pulling him toward his encampment. When the Captain finally reached his own lines, he discovered it was actually a Confederate soldier, but the soldier was dead The Captain lit a lantern and suddenly caught his breath and went numb with shock. In the dim light, he saw the face of the soldier. It was his own son. The boy had been studying music in the South when the war broke out. Without telling his father, the boy enlisted in the Confederate Army. The following morning, heartbroken, the father asked permission of his superiors to give his son a full military burial, despite his enemy status. His request was only partially granted. The Captain had asked if he could have a group of Army band members play a funeral dirge for his son at the funeral. The request was turned down since the soldier was a Confederate. But, out of respect for the father, they did say they could give him only one musician. The Captain chose a bugler. He asked the bugler to play a series of musical notes he had found on a piece of paper in the pocket of the dead youth's uniform. This wish was granted. The haunting melody, we now know as "Taps" used at military funerals was born. The words are...... Day is done ... Gone the sun From the lakes ... From the hills ... From the sky . All is well. Safely rest .. God is nigh. Fading light .. Dims the sight .. And a star ... Gems the sky Gleaming bright From afar .. Drawing nigh . Falls the night. Thanks and praise ... For our days . Neath the sun ... Neath the stars... Neath the sky . As we go This we know .. God is nigh I, too, have felt the chills while listening to "Taps" but I have never seen all the words to the song until now. I didn't even know there was more than one verse. I also never knew the story behind the song and I didn't know if you had either so I thought I'd pass it along. I now have an even deeper respect for the song than I did before. Remember Those Lost and Harmed While Serving Their Country And also those presently serving in the Armed Forces.

To Whom It May Concern... I work for idiots. Plain and simple. Do you doubt me? Let me explain... The Health Care organization I work for used to employ me at their Rehab center. I have been at that center for more than 6 years. When things started to look grim for them, my Manager asked me to go and work at Skilled Nursing for awhile. I was not all together pleased with this, but I did it anyways. Viva La Company. Then things started changing, and I KNEW what was coming. I was asked (see: TOLD) to transfer from Rehab to skilled nursing fo rthe "time being". Not idiotic, you say? Ah, but wait, there's more! I was told, by my MANAGER, that I had to go to the central Human Recources and fill out a survey in order to make my transfer complete. I was also given paperwork to sign to make it complete. Here we come to Idiot Example #1: the paperwork I was given was marked as "Transfer/Termination Employment Form" WTF DOES ONE HAVE TO DO WITH THE OTHER???? It would seem that alot more than I thought. I was at HR Central being a Happy Drone filling out said survey. I got to the part that asked me "Why were you Terminated? (Please see choices below)" Uh, 'scuse me? I wasn't fired. I brought this to the attention of Herr Secretary (I forgot to mention the Hitler in Secretarial form who refused to let me speak to an HR rep at all...), who insisted I was terminated. It took me 30 minutes and a threat of hysterics to get her to change THAT little factoid. She then refused to do anything else, telling me that my MANAGER has to take care of everything (who got me into this in the first place? hmmm?). I E-Mailed my Manager, who is on her Honeymoon. Yay Manger. I talked to her temporary replacement, who had NO power whatsoever to help and told me to talk to the Manger when she got back. I called and left a voicemail for the HR manager who handles both the building I used to work in (Rehab) and the NEW building I work in (skilled). NO help from anywhere. I go to see my new supervisor. Sweet lady, but she had no clue, either. I get a call at 2:30 in the afternoon from the HR Manger I left a message with. She is DESPARATE to keep me from quitting (wtf? I was terminated, didn't she hear?), and told me that she took care of EVERYTHING...no need for me to lift a finger. sheesh Idiots! Idiots I say!... And people say Healthcare is easy....

HAH! I made a pun! Be looking for a new pic or two of me in about a week. I FINALLY got off my arse and get my eyes checked and ordered new glasses! I ALSO will get the stupid sault pic taken care of *grumbles* ANYWAYS...wish me luck! lol